Volar, Pajaros Volar

Fly, birds fly
Fly, birds fly
Among clouds of memories
Without spaces and without times
My memory in flutters
And childhood in its place
Fly, birds fly

And I know they will cross the sky
Fantasies of the age
When we had the right
To be able to imagine
That the sea gave us flowers
And the field its immensity

How it unravels
When age catches up with us
Fly, birds fly
I can't reach them
It's that time has passed
I must stay

Fly, birds fly
I have already started to change
From so much playing
I have learned to walk
Fly, birds fly
I give them freedom